Two days later.
Real world...
"Hey, is this Lihua Sports Equipment Manufacturing Company?"
"Yes, it was me, Manager Liu who introduced me."
"Yes, I am a traditional martial arts enthusiast and I am planning to open a traditional crossbow club in Mong Kok. I heard that the crossbow clubs on the island all purchase goods from your company, so I would like to ask if we can make traditional bows.
Crossbow?"
"Don't worry, the price is not an issue, but there is one requirement. Traditional craftsmanship must be used. Plastics, screws, and sights are not allowed."
"Yes, that's so right. It will be made according to the drawings of crossbows from the Ming and Qing Dynasties."
"As for the quantity, there are 1,000 three-stone hard bows, table-top heavy crossbows, 300 single-person crossbows, and 500 hand crossbows. Calculate the cost and I will ask the lawyer to come over with the contract."
"Yes, it's urgent. You can set whatever price you want, as long as you can make it within a month and ensure the quality."
"Arrow?"
"Arrows are also required, triangular arrows with iron tips, 100 arrows for each crossbow, and arrow shafts made of hard wood."
Hang up the phone.
Jiang Xuan thought to himself: "Sure enough, technology is the primary productive force. In the weapons workshop in Hangu Realm, it takes half a month to make a crossbow, but on the assembly line, it takes less than ten minutes to make a crossbow."p>
In fact, it’s not just a crossbow.
Swords, guns, clubs, and armor, he plans to get them all from modern times.
And he has already thought of excuses.
The excuse for buying a crossbow is to start a crossbow club.
The excuse for buying swords and armor is to make a movie.
As for whether these sellers believe it or not.
If they don't believe it, what can they do? They won't think that he bought these swords to kill people.
Dude.
It’s the 21st century.
You think Hong Kong Island is Rwanda, buy 100,000 machetes and don’t chop bananas, just chop people.
...Hangujie...
"Are these horses yours?"
"Yes, sir, we are horse dealers from the western desert. These are purebred Lou Shi horses. Look at this head. Is it a bit bigger than the Central Plains horse?"
The weapons matter is easy to solve.
But horses can’t.
Modern horses are too expensive and inconvenient to transport.
Fortunately.
Although Shen State has fewer horse-producing areas, there are horse traders from the Western Regions.
It’s just that the price of horses in the Western Regions is more expensive, and the horse dealer in charge has obviously heard about the four-nation coalition’s invasion of the border, and he insists on the price: “Sir, the price of sixty taels is already very fair, this is top quality.
Loushi horses are not those short-footed horses in the south."
Is it fair?
If Jiang Xuan remembers correctly, buying a food horse in Liusha City only costs thirty taels, and an ox costs around twenty taels.
This is still in good condition.
A little bit, you can take away as little as twelve or eighty taels, so there are some swordsmen who are not rich and want to support their appearance. They guard the horse merchants and grind for a day. The horse merchants who grind directly are impatient and want less.
Three to five taels of silver.
Of course.
This is Shen State, not a sand city in the western desert.
But the price of sixty taels is too outrageous. The old man buying cattle next to him only asked for eighteen taels. The price of cattle and sheep has not changed, but the price of horses has doubled. Isn’t this bullying honest people?
"Sixty taels is too expensive."
"Let's do this. You and I each take a step back, forty-five taels. If it works, I want all of your more than one hundred horses. If it doesn't work, I'll turn around and leave."
Jiang Xuan was too lazy to argue with Ma Shang.
Jiligulu.
The two horse dealers murmured for a while, maybe they wanted to go home early, and said with pained faces: "Forty-five taels is forty-five taels, but one thing is, we only want gold, a total of 125 horses, priced at 550
Two pieces of gold."
"Fart gold."
Jiang Xuan took out a treasure from his arms: "Look what this is."
The two horse dealers' eyes widened: "Here, is this a cup made of crystal?"
"I guess you know the goods."
Jiang Xuan handed the cup to the two of them for inspection, and whispered softly: "This cup of mine is a treasure worth a thousand pieces of gold. If you take it to Loushi Ancient Country, it will be enough to trade a small city with those big nobles."
Finished.
Jiang Xuan looked at the two of them: "I don't have the money, and I want the horse. I have no choice but to suffer a small loss, so I will use this cup to pay for your horse."
"Really?"
The horse dealer was so happy that he rode away with the cup in his arms: "Praise be to Allah, those horses are stupid. May Allah be with you."
Alas...
Watching the two horse dealers disappear under the horizon.
Jiang Xuan also sighed: "I'm so sorry."
Drive!
Drive!!
After greeting several junior brothers, Jiang Xuan drove the horses back to the mountain gate.
No more than a month before and after.
The mountain gate has undergone considerable changes.
At a glance.
In the dismounting pavilion at the foot of the mountain, stood six mountain patrol disciples wearing light armor, swords on their waists, and crossbows on their backs.
When these people saw Jiang Xuan, they were all excited and came forward to talk to each other: "Senior Brother Jiang Xuan, you have bought a horse again. Do you have our share this time?"
"Yes, senior brother, you have bought six to seven hundred horses for the sect, right? I heard everyone said that you paid for these horses for the sect. Some junior sisters are talking about you privately, saying that you are a hundred horses.
The richest man in longevity."
Fake.
They are all fake.
I have entrusted my heart to the sun and the moon, and my wealth is like a floating cloud.
Jiang Xuan was riding on a tall horse and casually threw a few golden beans to everyone: "It's hard patrolling the mountains. Junior brothers should replenish themselves when they go back."
"Thank you, senior brother."
All the disciples clapped their chests one after another: "Senior brother, if you have any instructions, just ask. Even if you want a woman, we can send it to you up the mountain."
Low profile.
Low profile.
Jiang Xuan is currently practicing the "Liaoyuan Minda" method. He is burning with fire all day long, and he can't even hear the word "woman".
Just saying.
The little junior sisters on the mountain are more than youthful but not plump enough.
To say defeat, it has to be those senior sisters who are about to leave the mountain and start a family.
"Send the horses to the racecourse, and then ask the junior brother from the general office to go down the mountain, mark the horses with the sect's mark, and register them in the register."
While Jiang Xuan ordered, he did not forget to warn: "Tell the junior brothers who are guarding the racecourse that as long as they are guarding the racecourse, they will be exempted from the sect's tasks. Even if the sect uses troops against Ping'an Road, these people will not appear here.
Just take good care of the horses in the directory."
As soon as I heard this.
A junior brother couldn't help but whispered: "Brother, the sect really wants to use troops against Ping An Road. I heard that during the siege of Ping An Road last year, the sect lost more than a dozen people to death, injured more than 30 people, and some of them were disabled.
."
"Afraid?"
Jiang Xuan glanced at him: "You guys, you have done a lot of errands with me in the past half month. There is no credit but hard work. I am not an unkind person. If anyone is afraid, I can make the decision and transfer you to the racecourse.
, to avoid the disaster of swords and soldiers."
"That's not true."
Although the eight people present are not as noble as Jiang Xuan's true disciples, they are still elites in every house: "We just thought that you have become accustomed to it these days, senior brother. I don't know whether you will participate in the war. If you do, we will
Several people want to continue to serve senior brother."
Join the war?
The sect did not order his generals.
But Jiang Xuan felt that as a new true disciple of the sect, if he didn’t show his strength, he should at least show his face during the encirclement and suppression of Ping An Road.
Chapter completed!